All language subtitles for Versailles.S03E04.Crime.and.Punishment.1080p.BluRay.10bit.EAC3.5.1.x265-iVy

(chains rattling)

On the streets of Paris,
I hear you call yourself...

Justice.

(coughs)

First you steal our money,
then our loved ones.

Yet they did nothing
to harm you, or the king.

So today...

I am justice.

(panting)

(muffled groans)

A scar for every day
the king keeps them imprisoned.

(chuckles)

Sire, Monsieur Marchal
has many enemies.

And many of them
would seek the opportunity
to do him harm.

No. He is not the target. I am.

This is a reprisal for
the prisoners taken in Paris.

I have three options.

Execute the prisoners.

Take Paris apart,
brick by brick,
until Fabien is located.

Or both.

If I may say, sire,
both options seem excessive.

They almost killed you.
They have abducted
my head of security.

That is excessive!

Gather some men,
start at the place
where we took the prisoners.

Knock on doors.
Knock them down if necessary.

How dare they!

If it weren't for me,
they would be living in squalor.

And where the hell
is my brother?

I have no idea, sire.

No! No! No!

(sighs)

Mm.

Brother, your absence
has been noted.

I had important matters
to attend to.

More important
than a meeting of counsel?

I saw him.
The man in the iron mask.

But before I could speak
to him, I was attacked.

Who attacked you?

The men who were
guarding him,

but they're not
just ordinary guards.

They are ready to kill
and to die.

Did they know who you were?

There was no time
for formal introductions.

So what are you gonna do?

Perhaps I could help,
in Monsieur Marchal's absence.

I could accompany His Highness
to the place where
these events occurred

and help him
to unmask the attackers.

-Brother?
-I wouldn't want to take you
away from important business.

What could be more important
than ensuring His Highness's
peace of mind?

Oh, forget my peace of mind.

I just want to know
who tried to kill me.

(man)
I'm the king of my own land

Facing tempests of dust

I'll fight until the end

Creatures of my dreams

Raise up and dance with me

Now and forever

I'm your king

(sword unsheathes)

(sword sheaths)

It's a long time
since anyone lived here,
Your Highness.

Apart from poachers,
perhaps, or vagrants.

I bet a vagrant
with an armed guard.

Of course.

And he was where,
when you saw him?

Here.
Where I am standing now.

I saw him through
that window, there.

Shall we search outside?

Excellent idea. Yeah.

Here.

(Bontemps) I want you to visit
all the houses in the area.
Question the inhabitants.

Have they seen anyone
suspicious?

Who does this house
belong to?

And then report back to me
by the end of the day.

I'm beginning to wonder
whether I imagined
the whole thing.

Your Highness, I believe
that you saw someone.

The question is whom.

And I am
as determined as you are
to get to the bottom of it.

Thank you.

May I suggest
we return to the palace?

Thank you.

Your Majesty?

(door closes)

I thought you were
on your way to Spain.

I felt ill
and decided
to turn back.

Are you recovered?

Yes.

Then it's not too late.

I shall arrange
another carriage

and send word to the emperor
that you are on your way.

No.

Your Majesty,
I urge you to leave.

My mind is set.
I realize my duty lies here.

Your Majesty, remaining here
carries its own dangers.

You mean the king?

He shall not find out.

As you wish.

Have you received word
from Leopold?

(sighs) No.

(coughing)

(coughing continues)

Come on. You have to eat.

(coughing)

(church bell tolling)

Oh, God! My God.

(exhales)

You know who that man is?
Of course.

What the hell
is he doing here?

I brought him.
Well, he took my son.

And you think
this will bring him back?

Yeah.

You bloody fool!

The king's musketeers are
already searching the city.

What if they find him here?
He'll more likely
get us all killed.

And what about Tristan?

I am sorry for you
and for him,

but he cannot be
my sole concern.

What is your sole concern, huh?
Buying favor with the king
perhaps?

Bastien.

Huh?

My brother is right.

It was a stupid idea.

But our cause
is not lost.

We must go straight
to the palace

and say that
we have found him.

-So you would betray me?
-No.

We refuse
to give your name.

We say that we are here
on your behalf

to negotiate
an exchange of prisoners.

"We"?

You.

(door opens)

I see Her Majesty
is fully recovered.

You seem disappointed.

Only for you.

I know how much you wanted
to see your brother.

What was ailing you?

Just a slight chill.

If so slight, why did you
not continue the journey?

I feared that with the travel,
it would get worse.

I assume you have already
made plans to leave again soon?

No, I decided to stay.

-And your brother?
-Why all these questions?

His Majesty will drive me
back to the sick bed.

Since your brother is not
expected to live long,

I merely assumed you would be
determined to see him.

He no longer needs me.

The visit would have been
for my benefit alone,

and I am well used to
denying myself.

Has Madame de Maintenon
kept her silence
since her departure?

I have not heard from her,
nor do I wish to.

Losing a close friend,
such as she, can be difficult.

Unless the friend
is not as loyal
as you thought they were.

I thank you
for accompanying me.

It was a pleasure
and an honor.

I-I shall report back
to His Highness

as soon as my men
have carried out
their investigation.

No, I think we should
call off the investigation.

Your Highness?

I've considered
the matter, and--
(chuckling)

I think my brother is right.

There are things
more important than a wild chase
after a man in an iron mask.

As His Highness wishes.

(groans)

(coughs)

I am sorry this happened.

(coughing)

I do not blame you.

I'm grateful for your care.

How long have you
served the king?

All my life.

Does it not bother you
to just do exactly
what the king says?

It is an honor
to serve His Majesty.

My loyalty is recognized.

And is he loyal to you?

(scoffs)
Of course.

But for how long?

Hmm.

He may dress you up
in fine clothes...

but at the end of the day,
you are no more
than a useful tool.

And as soon as you have
outlived your usefulness,

you will find yourself
tossed into a common grave...
(groans)

...just like the rest of us.

(sighs)

Do you know what it is
to be poor?

To work from dawn till dusk
every day?

I have seen poverty...

suffering, horrors beyond
your worst imagining.

And what about injustice?

It's all around you
and you do nothing to stop it.

You're a fool.

You should learn
to curb your tongue.

And you should learn
to open your eyes.

To what?

The truth.

I have been to Versailles.

I have seen the king
and his court--

gorged on wealth
and opulence,

fat from wine and food,

idle from gambling
and debauchery.

That is the way of things.

We must all learn
to accept our lot.

Must we?

You think you can
dictate terms to me?

To the king of France?
You dare tell me what to do?

Not I, sire.

The people who took
Monsieur Marchal.

Give me their names.

I cannot, sire.

-Why not?
-Because I do not know
their names.

You expect me
to believe you?

What's going on?

The people who took Marchal
want to exchange him
for the prisoners we took.

I want their names.
This fool says
he doesn't know them.

You're wasting your time.

I know this man.

If he says he doesn't know,
then it's the truth.

We thank you for your help.

And I thank you for yours.

A straight exchange
sounds like a reasonable
solution to me.

You'd have them
get away with this?

If it saves Marchal's life,
why not?

Because I am in no mood
to be reasonable.

Your vision is blurred,
Brother.

Treat the people firmly
and they will treat you
with respect.

Treat them with cruelty
and excess and they will
turn against you.

All that matters is
getting Fabien back.

I shall supervise
the exchange myself.

Very well.

But he must be
released first.

When I set eyes on him,
then I shall release
the prisoners.

Fair enough.

Hugues.

Sire?

A word before you go.

Hmm.

Sorry.

You should never
apologize for winning.

I had sensed you had
your heart set on leaving.

I have now set my heart
on staying.

What changed your mind?

Did the king asked you
to speak with me?

Why would he do that?

Because it's the sort
of thing he does

and because he knows
we're close.

I played a spade.
You just played a diamond.

Oops.

Please confirm what I already
told His Majesty.

I felt ill, I decided
to return to Versailles,

and I shall be staying here
at His Majesty's side.

Are you asking me
to lie for you?

(chattering)

(man) Run, everybody!
This way.

Run!

Come on, this way!

(shouting)

Fabien!

(horse whinnies)

When do we get
our men back?

Release him!

No! No! No!

When Monsieur Marchal is safely
in the king's presence,

your men will be freed.

You have the king's word.

You have the king's word.

Fabien. Come to me.

Are you all right?

Thank you, Your Highness.

(sighs)

Fire!

No! No!

Get back down!

Fire!

Fire!

(panting)

I gave them your word.

I gave them a lesson.

And I'm sure they're grateful
for it now you've slaughtered
their fathers and brothers.

I did what was necessary.

Mindless slaughter
is never necessary.

Monsieur Marchal.
I am pleased
to see you returned.

You must see a doctor
immediately.

And the prisoners, sire?

What do you intend for them?

They will be treated
with the respect
they deserve.

Yes, sire.

(man coughing)

(coughing)

It's all right.
We'll be out of here soon.

Hey, friend.

The lad is sick.
He needs a doctor.

If you do nothing, he'll die.
Is that what you want?

(coughing continues)

May you rot in hell.

(coughing)

You're feeling better?

I am, Your Highness.
Thank you.

What did they do to you?

Um, these things
are best forgotten.

What can you tell me
about these markings?

Hmm.

I've never seen
such a weapon.

"Diabolimors."

Someone tried to gut me
with it.

There is someone who might
help us if you're fit enough
to accompany me.

I am.

His Majesty called for me?

(sighs)

What is the queen's mood?

Relieved that illness
prevented her making the trip.

And you believe her?

If I may say so...

His Majesty is
unnecessarily suspicious.

No one loves him
more than his wife.
She is above suspicion.

Your loyalty does you credit.

Sire, you need a distraction.

What sort of distraction
did you have in mind?

There is an intriguing visitor
to the salons.

A scientist and philosopher.

Monsieur de Puy
is an entertainer.

I fear his ideas may not
be to His Majesty's taste.

He's a Huguenot, sire.

An entertaining Protestant?

Let me share with you
the human brain.
(all gasping)

God's finest work,
capable of the highest art.

As a theologian,
I bow to God's Majesty,

but as a scientist, I must
investigate his creations

for a true understanding of
his genius.

René Descartes, himself,
a devout Catholic

showed me that
the seat of the human soul

is located right here,
in the pineal gland.

Through learning,
we question, we marvel, we seek,

we come ever closer
to finding answers

to the greatest questions
of mortal life.

While God created the universe,

it is science
that can uncover
its secrets and mysteries.

It's a great honor, sire.

A fascinating discourse.
My congratulations.

Lock him up.

What is the meaning of this?
I am a scientist.

I advise against it.
It would be unwise.

I call it cowardly.

Leave it with me.
I shall speak with the king.

I'll see what I can do
to ensure his release.

Thank you.

(groans)

(groaning)

You lied to me.

I have no idea
what Your Highness is
talking about.

The man with
the mask of iron--
He's still alive.

I am governor of this prison.
I know every guard,
every prisoner, every rat.

If there was a prisoner
wearing an iron mask,
I would know about it.

(groaning)

Who is he?

How can I know who someone is,
if they don't exist?

(groaning)

I still don't know.

What about this?

What about it?

The markings.
What do they mean?

I have no idea.
I have never seen such a knife.

You killed Macquart,
didn't you?

He killed himself.

On whose orders
was he killed?

(grunts)
The only person who gives
orders in here is me.

And since I didn't give
the order to kill him,

he must have
taken his own life.

I wondered whether I might
speak with His Majesty.

It concerns the scientist,
Monsieur de Puy.

A friend of yours?

No.

But I believe he has been
a victim of injustice.

Locking someone away
for simply stating his opinions
seems to me excessive.

And this is what you wish
to say to His Majesty?

I do.

Oh, I admit

I did not expect
to hear such words
coming from your mouth.

Well, I shall take that
as a compliment.

However, I warn you that
the King is in poor humor.

I strongly advise you
to make your case
once the clouds have lifted.

Yes?

I believe His Majesty has
gone beyond the bounds
of decency

in his treatment
of the scientist de Puy.

I agree.

(chattering)

(gasps)

(all exclaiming)

Ohh!

Tristan! Tristan.

Tristan.

Yeah.

Where is Olivier?
I don't know.

(woman) Let him go.

(man) No, no, no!

-(thud)
-(all gasping)

(Olivier) No!
(blow landing)

(all gasping, crying)

-(blow lands)
-(Olivier screaming)

(Olivier gasping)

Find your power.

A one-armed beggar
could do the job better.
Get out of my sight!

Yes?

News from our spies
in Spain, sire.

Continue.

It concerns the cavalcade of
Austrian nobles spotted

crossing the border
a few weeks ago.

It appears they have arrived
in Madrid and had been
welcomed by King Charles.

I understood the king
to be sick and dying in bed.

No. It seems he is
in reasonable health

and fully expected
to last the winter.

(Louis) It would seem that
the marriage is going ahead.

Arrange for Princess Eleanor
to meet me in the gardens.

(chattering)

I have some good news.

Oh, good.

The king has promised
to consider the matter.

In the meantime,
your dear Monsieur de Puy

will have to endure his cell
a while longer.

I hope
they don't mistreat him.

A man that fascinating,
he'll have no trouble
making friends.

(chuckling)
True.

I know the king.

If he truly meant
your friend harm,
he would be dead by now.

I am grateful
for your efforts to help him.

I didn't do it for him.

I know.

(Louis) Are you enjoying
your time at Versailles?

(Eleanor) Very much.

You must miss home.

Not yet.

But you must be sad
not to have gone to Spain,
as planned.

For the marriage.

Sire?

I know of your uncle's plan.
You need hide nothing from me.

As you wish.

Your uncle will be
disappointed.

I'm sure he will enjoy Spain
without me.

What is it that pleases you
the most at Versailles?
The gardens?

No. I prefer
people to flowers.

Anyone in particular?

There is one.

I'm throwing a party
this evening.

I hope to see you there.

I would like nothing more.

Good.

Tell the queen
I wish to see her
immediately.

I wanted your advice.

Of course.

On what subject?

The subject of treachery.

I see.

I have recently discovered
that someone very close to me
has plotted behind my back.

Not just to destroy me

but to destroy my empire.

The question is
what to do with them.

What would you do?

I don't know
the circumstances.

No.

But you do know
the person involved.

-Did you really think
I would not find out?
-What are you talking about?

You conspired with him
to marry Eleanor to Charles,
didn't you?

With whom?

With dear cousin Leopold.

-I knew of no such treachery.
-That's why you were going
to Spain, isn't it?

No. I wished to my visit
my brother.

As you know, he has
a very weak constitution--

Not that weak.

I've received confirmation that
far from being at death's door,

your brother
is in fine health.

If that is the case,
then God has been merciful.

Explain to me the coincidence
that my wife and her cousin,
both Habsburgs,

left Versailles within
a few days of each other,
both heading to Spain.

Explain it.

Oh, my God.

You slept with him,
didn't you?

Why did you come back?

I realized my place
was by your side.

You mean you couldn't
go through with it.

You doubt my words,

but I beg you
to trust my actions.

I came back.

Yes, you did.

The queen shall be confined
to the palace.

That's what we do
to little birds
that try to fly away.

(church bell tolling)

Mother Superior.

Please sit.

This is a great honor.

I came to ask whether
you are happy here.

Of course. I came here
to seek redemption.

It is my wish
to spend the rest of my days
in prayer and devotion.

Do not lie to me.

I am not.

That look of piety
may fool many,

but it does not fool me.

You question
my belief in God?

No. I question
your belief in yourself.

I don't understand.

What will you do
if the king comes
to find you?

I don't know.

I think you do,
but you're too scared
to say it.

-You want the king,
don't you?
-Yes.

And what else?

-That is all.
-No, it isn't.

-Tell me the truth.
-I am.

You are not.

You are lying to yourself,
to me, and to God.

Stop attacking me.

It's not me
that is attacking you.

It is the shadow of doubt.

What do you really desire?

Say the word.
Please stop.

Not until you say the word.
I cannot.

-Say it!
-Power.

I want power.

Dominion. Joy.

Pain.

I want to crush my enemies.

I want to feel
the fire of our Lord
inside me.

Welcome home, Bossuet.

I trust your travels
were fruitful?

I bring greetings
and good wishes

from Cardinal Leto
in the Vatican.

And a visitor, I see.

Monsignor Di Marco.

The Cardinal was kind enough
to provide me with a companion
for the journey.

(chuckles)

Please provide
our esteemed guest
with rooms and a meal.

When you say companion,
in truth you mean spy.

The Cardinal insisted
that he accompany me.

So, is Spain mine or not?

While the Cardinal acknowledges
His Majesty's claim to Spain
and its territories--

Yes?

He also recognizes
the strength of Leopold's claim.

So you failed completely
to win him round to our side?

I fear His Majesty
underestimates the authority
of the Vatican.

They will not be dictated to.

They take their own course
in such matters.

You failed!

It is not I that failed,
sire.

I made your case
as best I could.

The fact is
your position is weak.

(shouting) Is there no one
I can count on in this court?

(fireworks whistling)

(laughing)

Ever since she left,
he's been walking around
like a corpse.

He misses her.
I don't.

Neither do I.

Congratulations
on the entertainment.

I serve to please.

Good evening.
You look... exquisite.

Thank you, sire.

It must be wonderful
being king.

How so?

All that you desire is yours.

They are many things
I desire which are not mine.

Perhaps His Majesty needs
to try a little harder.

That depends on the reward.

What the hell
are you doing here?

I told you
not to contact me.

I had no choice.
The Duc d'Orleans
came to see me.

He knows too much.

I have no wish
to continue with this.

You are here to serve
the King.

You should consider
the consequences if he finds out
that you have doubted him.

Does the king even know
what we are doing?

The king knows everything.

Then I wish to
speak with him in person.

I need reassurances.

That will not be necessary.
As I said, His Majesty knows
everything.

I think you're lying.

Unfortunately, you're
never going to find out.

(flesh squishing)

(muffled groans)

(grunting)

Where are we going?

Somewhere private.

Scared?

Don't be ridiculous.

Tell me.

What is it
you like about me?

No doubt you assume I was
first attracted by your...

Wealth?

Yes. But I have since
come to know you.

And I find you beautiful,

intelligent, witty.

Have you been intimate
with a woman before?

Of course. Many times.

Well, once. Sort of.

What normally happens
at this point
when you're with a man?

Normally?

One of us kneels down.

(sighs)

It is your first time,
isn't it?

Is it so obvious?

Obvious,
but utterly charming.

Let me see you.

(gasps)
Monsieur Marchal.

I heard about
your terrible treatment.

I am fine.
The doctors stitched me.

Maybe you should consider
a change in job.

Either that or find somebody
to look after you.

I don't like this game.

I am not playing any games.

(sighs)

Come here.

Closer.

(kisses)

May I ask a question?

Promise not to laugh.

What is it?

Do you love me?

Did I say something wrong?

Uh, no.
The wrong is mine.

Get dressed.

I am not
to His Majesty's taste?

It's not your fault.
Go back to your rooms.

You're just a child.

But you can teach me.

Someone else
shall have that honor.

I'm sorry.

(both groan)

Are you all right?
What happened?

(sniffles)

You went with the king,
didn't you?

What happened?

He said I was a child.

And I realize now
he was right.

I'm just a child pretending
to be an adult.

What were you doing?

Come on.

Let's get you to your rooms.

You cannot sleep, sire?

My body is tired,
but my mind is restless.

Can I fetch His Majesty
anything?

Your companionship is
all I care for right now.

-May I speak my mind?
-Yes.

The young girls
whose company you share.

What of them?

I fear they may not be
the answer, sire.

Perhaps the problem is
another woman.

Not the ones you have,
the one you have not.

She left of her own volition.

You said I was right
to let her go.

We were both wrong.

If I go to her,
does that not show weakness?

On the contrary.

(horse trotting)

(whispering)
Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for our sins

now at the hour
of our death, Amen.

(whispering continues)

(praying)

Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for our sins

now at the hour
of our death, Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace...

(whispering)

You told me
I needed to change...

and I accept that now.

Without you, I am incomplete.

I sought solace in other women,
in indulgence,

but it was all empty ashes.

My judgment has been poor.

I need your counsel.

I want you back.

I don't care
about who you once were.

-I love you...
-(gasps)

...for who you are now.

You will never
kneel before me again.